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| - I misspent my youth doing awful, awful things while working in fast food chains.
I'm sure I'll spend eternity in hell for my sins, but before I die and face judgement, I follow this rule about fast food: if the kitchen staff look like a bunch of deadbeat teens suffering from amotivational disorder, DO NOT EAT THERE.
So when I just want fast food, where to go?
Best Gyros. The Cleveland gyro is fantastic. So is the garlic and cheese one. So are the sweet potato fries. So are the salad wraps, if you're not in the mood for something gluttonous. It's all good.
Eat anywhere else, especially at a franchise of a publicly-traded multinational corporation, and you're playing russian roulette, but instead of bullets in a revolver, well, just imagine the grossest thing some metal kid could do to your food and then consider it's gonna be worse than that.
Best Gyros!
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